Filthy Boss: An Office Romance

by Nicole Elliot

  Table of Contents

  Epilogue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Filthy Boss

  Nicole Elliot

  Contents

  Introduction

  Untitled

  1. Grant

  2. Madison

  3. Grant

  4. Madison

  5. Grant

  6. Madison

  7. Grant

  8. Madison

  9. Grant

  10. Madison

  11. Grant

  12. Madison

  13. Madison

  Epilogue

  Kept

  Kept

  Untitled

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  A Bad Boy Office Romance

  By Nicole Elliot

  Warning: This book is wildly dirty. It’s super filthy and features a ton of sex scenes.

  I hope you love it!

  Nicole

  Untitled

  Filthy Boss

  Copyright © 2017 Nicole Elliot

  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places or events are entirely the work of the author. Any resemblance to actual persons, events, or places is entirely coincidental.

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  1

  Grant

  “No. I don’t want to babysit underlings,” Colten Quinn, one of my partners in our development firm, whined in an annoying tone.

  We were in the middle of a meeting in the conference room, discussing a new piece of land we’d just bought.

  “You have to,” I answered him seriously. “We can’t screw this up.”

  “My point exactly. I need to focus on more important things than babysitting.”

  “Well, we can’t let those associates roam freely without any supervision. You have to do it.”

  Colten tapped his fingers nervously on the construction hat he’d placed next to him. I grinned, wondering when he was going to get rid of that thing. He was always walking around the office in his suit and construction hat, and Oliver and I couldn’t help but make fun of him for it.

  “Leave that poor hat alone. It doesn’t need to suffer just because you’re pouting like a kid,” Oliver Talon, my other partner said.

  “Keep talking and I will use it to knock some sense into your head. Literally.” Colten swung his hat in the air, acting like he was going to lunge at Oliver. It was always a shit show when the three of us got together for our weekly meetings.

  I snorted. “Seriously, man, that hat doesn’t bring you any points with the women around here. You look like an idiot!”

  “You would know,” Colten murmured.

  “Anyway, Colten, just do the job. We promise to send you on a vacation when the project is done,” Oliver remarked jokingly.

  My lips twisted into a smirk. “Yes. It’s a promise. We’ll even find you some chick with a nice pair of tits, and you can bang her all you want.”

  Colten ran his hand through his sandy blonde hair, something he did whenever he was annoyed, along with tapping his fingers on his beloved hat. “Yeah, right. She better be a good one.”

  “Only the best for you, Colten.” I winked at him, remembering all those times Oliver, Colten, and I visited the exotic places together, finding some local girls to play with. Fuck, those were the good times.

  We were friends since college, but each of us had a different personality and a different taste in women. Colten was all for redheads, Oliver didn’t care as long as they were shy and sweet, and I was damn attracted to blondes. Even though we could argue a lot, we were practically inseparable best friends.

  The three of us were partners. We owned a large contracting business, and we spent most of our time building huge commercial projects, hospitals and rental properties. Our business was very successful, and it brought us millions each month. Colten was in charge of all the onsite duties. Oliver handled all the purchasing of old buildings to renovate. And I ran the office. We were competent, success driven, and filthy rich. We knew how to enjoy life and get the most out of it.

  “You can get even tanner,” I added. “Not that you aren’t tan enough already.” He was darker than Oliver and me from all his time on the sites. And the girls fucking loved him, along with his blue eyes. God damn him and those eyes. I’d had girls at the bar practically fall into my lap until he walked in.

  Colten rolled his eyes. “You make it sound like I spend all my time in tanning bed.”

  I burst into laughter. “I wouldn’t be surprised to see you there one day, buddy.”

  “As long as I can lie there with some hot redhead, I wouldn’t mind.”

  I raised my eyebrow. “You’re missing out on the blondes my friend.”

  “You say that now, but wait until the redhead gives you a fucktastic blowjob. You’ll change your tastes.”

  “Okay, guys. As much as I love a good blowjob, we’re digressing. Let’s focus on business, shall we?” Oliver, always the downer, said in a bored tone.

  I nodded. “You’re right. After all, we’re talking about how I’m going to fill a pool with my money and swim in it.”

  Our next project was going to be a hospital for a local health network. This project was huge, and we were sending some of our lower level associates to watch the project with Colten. So I was in charge of interviews for extra help around the office. As soon as I finished this meeting with Colten and Oliver, I was going to conduct those interviews and find a suitable person. This hospital was going to make us big money and it represented a huge step forward for this company. It would allow us to expand and go into an international market. We needed people on our team who could handle it.

  An hour later we finally managed to finish our meeting, having discussed all important points of this project. I was getting more excited, enjoying the rush I felt
each time we began some new construction. I loved new opportunities and the adventure. The bigger business was, the better, and I was already creating all the great possibilities in my mind. Oliver and Colten shared my enthusiasm, and I needed their heads in the game in order for us to succeed.

  I returned to my office to meet with some of the potential help. It was located on the top floor of the large building complex we fully owned, which reflected the fundamental concepts of our firm—it was modern, innovative, and expensive. All partners’ offices were made of floor-to-ceiling windows, providing us a great view of the nearby park, and had a lounge and a full bathroom. They were equipped with the high quality furniture and hardware. My office was separated from the rest of the floor by a glass wall, so I could see what my employees were up to anytime. I liked the control.

  I sat at my desk, skimming briefly through the applications before I started the interviews. There were several candidates, so I prepared myself mentally for the long afternoon. That meant coffee with a splash of scotch.

  I notified my secretary to let the first person in. After a few moments, she entered with one short, chubby guy in his thirties. He was wearing a brown tweed suit and a pair of very thick eyeglasses.

  I stood up and shook hands with him, dismissing my secretary. “Good afternoon,” I said, raising my eyebrow when he gave me a limp handshake. A weak handshake always left a bad impression on me. It indicated a lack of confidence or enthusiasm, both of which were bad for the business.

  “Good afternoon,” he responded.

  “Please, take a seat.” I motioned toward the seat across from me and waited for him to sit down before I did the same. I skimmed through his application again. “So, Mr. Jenner, can you tell me more about yourself?”

  He began elaborating about his education and experience, mentioning so many things at once that I got lost after his third sentence. I nodded several times, pretending I was paying attention, but the way this man spoke bored me to death. His voice was monotone, and he talked about the most irrelevant things. I was on the verge of yawning.

  “Okay,” I interrupted him, not willing to listen about the “excellent recommendations” he’d received from several firms he’d been working for so far. “I noticed that this would be your first time working in the construction field. What made you decide change your field?”

  “Well, I thought it was the right time for a change.” He didn’t elaborate any further telling me more than he realized. He probably got fired. Great, just what I needed. I asked him one more question, but his answer was also meek. Overall, he didn’t seem eager to me, so I decided to end this interview early. He wasn’t the right person for us.

  “Alright, Mr. Jenner. Thank you for your time. We’ll notify you about the status of the position as soon as possible.”

  He got up and scurried out of my office. I shook my head. These days there were so many people like him—incompetent and uncertain of what they wanted in life. How could they jump into something they didn’t know anything about just because?

  I told my secretary to bring the next candidate in. The glass door opened, and I raised my eyes from the papers in front of me. My secretary entered the office, followed by a hot petite blonde. I froze, forgetting for a moment that she was my next interviewee. I was totally surprised to see such an attractive woman in my office. Most of the associates were young men, recent college grads looking to do office work to get a start in a big firm like ours. I didn’t even realize the name on the top of the resume was a woman.

  Fuck. My eyes immediately slid over her thin body, stopping for a moment on her slightly bigger breasts that stretched the thin material of her white collared shirt. She was wearing a black pencil skirt that revealed her perfectly shaped legs in black high heels. My hands itched to touch those legs, curious to know if her skin was as smooth as it looked.

  My gaze stopped on her brown eyes that were now eating me alive, confirming that the attraction was mutual. She became a bit flushed, which is exactly what I would have expected.

  Pull yourself together, Grant.

  I smirked, regaining my composure. “Good afternoon, Ms. Layne.”

  I watched her walk confidently, captivated by the sight of her slender hips swaying. She offered her hand for a handshake, which I gladly accepted, more than eager to touch her. Her small, warm hand fit perfectly in mine, her fingers grasping my hand tightly, and I wanted to know what it would feel like to have those fingers around my dick.

  Focus, Lawson. Focus.

  “Good afternoon. I am Madison Layne, but you already know that.” Damn, even her voice sounded cute. It was feminine, and I tried to imagine what it could sound like when she had an orgasm. Was it high-pitched? Was it raspy?

  Fuck, my cock swelled just thinking about it. “Grant Lawson. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” It was a pleasure indeed.

  “It’s a pleasure to meet you too.”

  Oh, hopefully we could have much more pleasure.

  Fuck. Where did that thought come from?

  I lowered myself back into my seat, trying to cover my growing boner.

  “You may take a seat.”

  “Thank you.”

  I didn’t take my eyes off her as she sat down and clasped her hands together on her lap. I noticed the dark red nail polish on her perfectly manicured nails, and my cock throbbed in approval.

  Now that she was closer to me, I could clearly see the dark specks in her brown eyes, making them even more seductive and alluring. Her plump lips were simply made for pleasuring men, and I almost groaned imagining them around my cock.

  “Thank you for coming here today. Now, can you tell me more about yourself?”

  “Once again, my name is Madison Layne. I graduated from NYU and...”

  She started talking about her experience and education, just like the previous applicant, but this time my thoughts went into a completely different direction.

  Fuck, she was hot. I glanced at her plump breasts, almost groaning at the sight. She was so sexy, with her breasts spilling out of her white collared shirt. She hadn’t buttoned it fully, and I was sure it was on purpose. No, I knew it. They were inviting me to touch them, lick them, and cum all over them.

  She stopped talking, and I realized it was time for another question. My face was still neutral, right? If she only knew I was having some fucking dirty thoughts about her...

  “That sounds impressive. Now, what made you decide to come to our company?”

  She licked her lips, and my eyes zeroed in on them. She also did that on purpose. I was sure of that.

  “Well, I heard so much about your LQT. You started several years ago, but you grew quickly and...”

  Yes, my dick grew quickly next to her. I could get lost in her voice so easily.

  How would she react if I were to push her against my desk and go down on her? Fuck, I wanted to screw her all over my desk while she moaned my name in ecstasy. I wanted to eat her alive as she soaked my whole face...

  Calm yourself, Grant.

  She stopped talking and waited for my next question.

  “What are your biggest virtues?” Beside those amazing tits.

  “I’m a hard worker. I’m driven and want to make a career for myself. I never give up, I believe in myself, and I always give my best to contribute to the company I work for.”

  I would like to spank her ass while I fucked her from behind. I would pull that long blonde hair and keep her fixed in place as I rip her pussy apart.

  I coughed to stifle a moan. “That is great. And what would be your flaws?”

  “I get my best ideas in the shower.” What? Her eyes widened as if she realized just now what she’d said. She gasped and covered her mouth with her hands, blushing immediately. “Oh. I am so sorry, Mr. Lawson. That wasn’t an appropriate thing to say. I am so sorry.”

  I laughed, unable to contain myself. She was definitely something else. Did she know what she did to me? Now I couldn’t help but imagine her in the showe
r—her small, soft body covered with the droplets of hot water as she touched herself intimately. Dammit, I wanted to touch her and feel that perfect fair skin on my own. I needed her.

  “There is no problem, Ms. Layne.” The only problem here right now was my constant erection.

  “I wanted to say that I need to work more on my creativity, you know. It would be perfect if I could brainstorm good ideas all the time,” she added, trying to explain herself further.

  Oh, I knew what kind of activity could help you with your creativity problem, Ms. Layne.

  “I understood your point, Ms. Layne, don’t worry. I have another question. Where do you see yourself in five years?”

  “I am completely interested in a long-term career.”

  She began speaking about her high ambitions and hopes. Her eyes were always trained on me, which was something I appreciated because it told me a lot about the person. People who weren’t able to look me directly in the eyes weren’t worth my time.

  Madison sounded determined and proactive, and now I was sure she deserved a place in our company. She looked competent and highly motivated. She would be a perfect person to help us, and with her sexy appearance and charming attitude, she was a great addition.

  Besides, she was my type. I loved blondes, and I really wanted to see what Madison had to offer. To the company, and to me.

  “Well, Ms. Layne, thank you for your time and your thorough answers. As you may be aware we have a project starting today and we need the help here at the office to replace some people we’ve moved to the field. Since the project has already begun, it’s safe to say you’re hired.”

  Her perfect lips parted as she stared at me in astonishment. She looked like she didn’t expect to land this job just like that. Then, the next moment, she licked her lips again. She was provoking me once more. She had to know I was completely turned on by now, and now she was trying to seduce me more.

  “Really? You’re giving me the job? For real?” Her eyes reflected surprise I’d found in her voice and attitude.

  “For real. To tell you the truth, I am satisfied with your answers and you left a good impression on me. You have all the qualities we need in an employee.” She had even more than that, but of course, I couldn’t voice my dirty thoughts to her. If she knew I wanted to fuck her brains out, she would run as far as she could.